Greatest Treasure

It’s not the wealth Which could give you pleasures. That would be worldly. It’s not a job Which could make you satisfied, That would be just a living. People come and go. Some hold dear to heart, Rest are worth a throw. Some come to stay in heart forever, Others are just a show, You watch And you go. But some come to accept you Just the way you are. They don’t see your shortcomings They don’t compare you They don’t burden you with expectations. All they say is: ‘I am there‘. A simple line, a simple feeling Yet, the magical of all! I am there; To watch your back, To hold you in your cries, To share your joy. In front of me You don’t need to wear a mask, ‘I see you‘. I am always there, just look around. The feeling of knowing: That someone is watching your back That someone would never judge you That you are also dear to someone! That feeling and That person, my friend Is your Greatest Treasure! Never let it loose.

I have authored poetry books 'Guzarish' and 'With You', which are published in India and America. The essence of these poems is Love; depicting a mix of sweet and sour feelings of being in Love and rekindling your emotions.I am a Software Engineer based in Bangalore. I am concerned regarding environmental issues and welfare of underprivileged people. I am inclined towards community development and charitable activities.I have spent my childhood in Patna, India.You can reach me at: Facebook : www.facebook.com/authorankit Twitter : www.twitter.com/author_ankit

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